Hobbit Tradition

It's a tradition for Hobbits, on their birthday, to give gifts to their friends and family members. Elves celebrate their begetting day (which tends to be the same day, since they are usually born a year later).

In this fandom, I've taken to celebrating my begetting day in August as the one where everyone is allowed to do whatever it is all of you feel necessary to do. As for me, this is the day when I'm allowed to gift others with something. (That's a nice way of me saying if you post anything that acknowledges my birthday as today, including you, Dark, I will refuse to read it... or maybe i'll just feed it to the balrog... obviously, Monty is exempt. And I suppose those not in the LOTR fandom, but that's very few and even fewer still who might read this.) Normally, this gift type thing comes in the form of fanfictiony goodness, but this year, it's a drawing. Hey, you can't always get great gifts, so just an okay gift will need to be settled for. The muse insisted that a picture was worth far more words than a story would be, and who wants to hear the story of what Elrond does in his Apothecary, anyhow?

I was actually going to leave it black and white when I finished around 4am, but then, Elrond brought the colored pencils to me, so...

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Heh, I just noticed, Elrond's in his party dress today...

Post Birthday Post

To begin, huge huggles to all respondants to the previously posted picture. Perhaps I was a little mean on my wording of things, but my birthday is a little strange to me at times. First, the day I was born was also the same day that a really terrible airplane accident occurred, so for years and years, I would be reminded of this fact, and how my uncle would have been on that plane had I not decided to go be born and then he decided not to take that flight. Kinda creepy on that. And then, the year I turned ten, two weeks prior, my grandpa gave me my gift (a us savings bond, a projector he had that I loved to use with him, his jigsaw, and a black and white tv that he and i would watch MASH on every Sunday that i still have), because he wanted to make sure I got my gifts before he died and he told me he wouldn't be able to be there for my birthday. He died a few days later, on the 17th; the funeral was a few days later and the dress I was supposed to wear for my 10th birthday I wore for his funeral instead. And then my brother entered the service right around the time of my 21st birthday. So, it's just kind of... yeah. There's a little bit of hesitation every year.

So... thank you for all of the well wishes and for the birthday shouts to those who did send them, either disregarding or not getting the memo ;) And extra big hugs to Dark for calling me to sing happy birthday. I was looking forward to that call this morning :D And to Siesta... the picture is beautiful! Thank you so much!

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And now... to write... to draw... or... to sleep....